Category : Poems

Sub Category : N/A

There is nothing- not a thing- that these people guilty of harassment would not do for one another. Moreover, there is nothing that those guilty of harassment would not do to cover their tracks, trying their hardest to conceal any sort of proof visible which could be used in a court of law to prosecute and aptly charge those parties involved in committing hate crimes against me. My name is Whitney Vick, and I'm a genius: a genius who is one pistol shy of blowing the brains out of any one ELSE involved in committing crimes of hatred against me. That's not a threat; it's a promise. Torture and interrogate them: they know where the rest of the gang is at. As if it be my fault, those guilty ones at fault lack not only the capacity but also the capability to creatively invent sources, made material through the marriage of artistry and production, through which to profit from. On the same note, let me add the factual basis- upon which these criminals have built a monetary empire- that said individuals are entirely dependant upon myself for the flow of all sorts of currency to be issued their way. What I mean is that, in the collection of various forms of currency (attention; money; drug)- aquired at MY expense- are these criminals driven to harass, violate, and abuse me. It is as if these individuals, gathered in a group brought together through a gang mentality, are forced by a painfully searing inner compass which knows no speed nor boundaries: only "go", "take", and "leave for dead" registers in their convuluted consciences. Why, then, shouldn't THEY be forced to feel what they made ME feel? Why shouldn't THEIR livelihood be stolen, as they stole mine, then given to needy individuals as THEY falsely claimed to be? I am physically handicapped and psychologically impaired; knowing this, these now criminals targeted me, profiled me with hate-filled verbosity, then committed (and CONTINUE to commit) private property theft which made clear their intent and motive herein. To "get enough to get high with" is the statement that sums up "why". I am the unwilling source that answers the "who" and "how". What the devil wants to know is "where" to find these criminals, wanting to leave the tortuous interogation process up to those who are blood-thirsty and revenge-driven. Take THEIR identities and leave them dead: no one will speak a word, and only the vengeful will know those secrets to conceal in order to get away with murder. How will YOU help my cause, my work? How will YOU alleviate the pain and suffering of others (in 3rd world countries) who WOULD be assisted through donations able to build sound establishments AFTER being donated by me (the author)? Now you know "why" I am unable to receive due credit for writing and publishing MY own work: because much of it has been stolen by a number of junkies' who illicitly accessed my work and trespassed on private property in order to support their drug abuse habits: at MY expense and the cost of my family's security as well as peace of mind. What will the criminals' lives be worth when held for ransom? How much will YOU be able to profit off of their organs to be sold on the black market? 
   Given the time to consider this most obscure situation, I want for these criminals to serve their day in court, so as to return unto ALL their due while leaving myself to remain on impartial ground from which stability and direction take the place of uncertainty and disorder. Why should not these guilty parties be forced to admit to a judge and jury just WHAT it is that each is guilty of? Why should not these guilty parties be made to admit that they targeted me due to my physical handicap and because of my psychological impairments? Is it not trial enough that I be subjected to withstand the pain coming from the missing collarbone? Is it not test enough that I be forced to find ways to live with Bipolar 2, severe anxiety, and major depression? Indeed, it IS enough having these maladies, and I need not make it any more clear how much of a task even the simplest routine requirements have become without full use of my right arm and hand. Why should not those involved be forced to raise THEIR right arm to swear to "tell the whole truth, nothing but the truth"? Why should not those involved be forced to place THEIR right hand atop a Holy Bible in the presence and ruling of a judge who will thus determine those charges to be pressed upon EACH and EVERY guilty party involved? I do not even get 'Disability' nor any sort of help from the government, yet others WHO STILL HAVE TWO COLLARBONES receive such government aid and assistance. Again, I ask, WHY???
   Why should not those who still have two collarbones (and thus full use of their right arm and right hand) be required to pay restitution unto myself for those crimes committed against me, as well as damages for the physical pain and psychological suffering made so very much worse by the continuous harassment which has been constant for well over TWO years now??? WHY SHOULD NOT THOSE GUILTY PARTIES BE FORCED TO ADMIT THEIR CRIMES COMMITTED AGAINST ME TO A JUDGE IN FRONT OF ALL THE JURY?? This IS America; I want my freedom back, even if it means taking theirs away due to the crimes committed against myself that further made me a physical and psychological prisoner.